This witch, please stay

Chapter 50

In the invisible barrier two or three miles away from the shore, a faint blue formation appeared in an instant, covering all the water in the barrier.

Jiang Sinan's eyes suddenly sank, and the half-empty, half-solid ink jelly suddenly solidified at that moment, as if it had turned into a real dragon, circling around him and Jia Xianren.

In the small world cut off by the four small snow-white swords, Xun Ming's eyes froze instantly.

After he said "Come" softly as if he had been waiting for a long time, the palms in front of him suddenly opened to the sides, and the pair of yin and yang fish instantly joined each other head to tail, turning into a rapidly enlarged Tai Chi diagram, which engulfed him. body shape enveloped.

After crossing the small boat, "lifting" Xun Ming and Jiang Sinan into the midair, the blue array of light flashed, and disappeared in place with their figures.

After their figures disappeared, the countless faint blue light spots in the lake also went out instantly.

The blackened lake water returned to its original state again.

Thunder, lightning, snow, hurricane...

Everything seemed to disappear in an instant.

Only the water of Daze Lake, which can't be seen at a glance, is left, silently rising and falling like it has been for thousands of years.

It's just that in another corner deep in the big lake, a pitifully small black loach suddenly jumped out of the water, and jumped onto the blue formation that rose from the lake but skipped it. .

After feeling the real feeling under the body, the mouth of the jet-black loach slowly opened, as if pulling out a very humane smiling face.

……

In the Taiji diagram transformed by the pair of yin and yang fish, Xun Ming's spiritual power is as solid as a waterfall, ready to deal with possible murderous intentions at any time.

But somewhat beyond his expectation, the formation obviously had a very strong murderous aura, but when it was finally launched, it turned out to be an upside-down teleportation formation.

The world seemed to be upside down in an instant, then upside down again, and then upside down.

In the strong sense of dizziness, Xun Ming felt as if he was in a turbulent flow composed of powerful spiritual power. The powerful impact made his figure slightly hunched even under the protection of the Tai Chi diagram.

Under the impact of powerful spiritual power, the Taiji diagram that was struggling to support finally turned into black and white light spots, completely shattered.

The manic and surging spiritual power "swallowed" Xun Ming in one gulp at the moment when the Taiji Diagram collapsed, wrapping it up like a flood.

In the sense of tearing the world upside down, Xun Ming, who had collapsed the Taiji Diagram, was surrounded by the surging spiritual power almost before he could react.

Then, the eyes went dark, and the sound of piercing and roaring in the ears disappeared in an instant.

At the moment when he felt the torrent of spiritual power, Xun Ming subconsciously wanted to call out the black flying sword "Mo Yun" that was slower but very good at defense.

But unexpectedly, there was no response.

So it was this momentary difference that became the flaw in Xun Ming's yin-yang diagram that was directly shattered.

Otherwise, with his many hole cards, although it is not easy, it will not be "lost".

But there are so many "what ifs" in the world.

"Bad..."

With just a movement of mind, Xun Ming's consciousness was completely blurred, as if torn apart and rubbed into the boundless darkness in front of him.

For some reason, Xun Ming looked at the darkness with the last thought in his mind.

It's not the pity and anger of missing, but an indescribable and unexplainable disgust.

……

The sky and the earth began to rotate again, and a strong sense of dizziness swept from the darkness that swallowed Xun Ming's consciousness again.

Amid the intense dizziness, all senses and spiritual knowledge slowly recovered.

Feeling the consciousness that was as clear as the dizziness, Xun Ming's eyes suddenly opened, his hands quickly slapped the ground in front of him, and he stood up all at once.

The body just rose up, but still didn't stand upright. In the mid-air, Xun Ming's body had a strong and cold spiritual energy.

When his feet landed on the ground and he was dressed in white clothes standing upright like a pine, his whole body was already extremely refined, giving people a natural and natural feeling.

Ignoring the still somewhat blurred vision, Xun Ming secretly adjusted his breathing, and at the same time, a pair of pitch-black eyes began to quickly look around.

Since it's a teleportation formation, I should not be in that cloud-turning lake by now.

And the damp smell of moss that I smelled when I was lying on the ground before also confirmed this point.

Where did the moss come from on the lake, where did the ground come from?
The white paint on the old courtyard wall is peeling off, like the skin of an old man with spots.

In the corners and roots of the walls, moss was overgrown, and unknown weed seedlings were growing tenaciously.

The ground of the small courtyard is paved with large square stones, and almost every stone seems to be "spacious" enough to fit into the gap of a finger, filled with damp yellow mud or clusters of dark green moss .

In the small courtyard, a plump woman was sitting next to a boulder the size of a millstone, holding an extremely thick iron rod in her hand, carefully polishing it on the top of the boulder.

The huge stone came out of the small courtyard, the plump woman who tirelessly polished the iron rod, plus a Xun Ming, it was nothing.

A sharp first quarter moon hangs quietly in the sky, the night is light blue and cloudless.

The moonlight silently spilled into the small courtyard, shining on the iron rod that had been polished so smooth.

Xun Ming looked at the scene of the woman polishing the iron rod in the courtyard, and for no reason thought of the story that he had heard since he was a child, and that every child in Shenzhou could recite it backwards.

But... it always feels a little wrong...

Xun Ming's gaze stayed uncontrollably for a moment longer on the woman's bulging chest, which was almost touching the boulder in front of her, before looking at the woman's face.

Although the woman lowered her head and carefully polished the iron rod, she could still vaguely see that the woman's appearance was not bad from the side face.

The more he watched, the more strange the expression on Xun Ming's face became.

People, no, nowhere.

If you really want to say where you can match, it can only be said that you barely match a gender.

The place is not right.

And worst of all.

Your grinding iron rod is too long, sister!

I know, and I know that you are grinding needles.

I don't know, I thought you were grinding a golden cudgel!
Can your needles be as long as a whole person? !

Just looking at it like this, Xun Ming's mood is like a lump of sauerkraut trampled by the stinky feet of a big man, it is extremely complicated.

Looking at this somewhat intrusive scene, Xun Ming almost knew whether he should be transported to some place with simpler folk customs by the formation.

In the wide sleeves of his pair of white robes, two small snow-white swords had already been sandwiched backwards between his index finger and middle finger.

Just when he was "looking around nervously", he had already quietly constructed two extremely small "small worlds" with the help of a pair of snow-white formation swords in his hands.

By comparing the two small worlds with the flow of spiritual power in his surroundings, he has confirmed that he is no longer in Dongshengzhou.

It is very likely that the formation was teleported to a certain secret place or cave!
trouble.

Jiang Sinan is a bitch.

After getting that not-so-good result, these two thoughts flashed through Xun Ming's mind unconsciously.

Ah, what a hassle!

Xun Ming suddenly became a little irritable and resisted the urge to grab his hair.

Suddenly, Xun Ming's heart moved, and he raised his head and looked in front of him as if feeling something.

There, a plump woman who had been grinding the iron rod for an unknown period of time raised her head at some point, and looked at him without blinking.

The air in the courtyard suddenly froze.

(End of this chapter)